[Jones]PC blowticious, Lamborghini, it's audiciousFrom Harlem to Hollywood I'm still hood,500 horses stuffed in my Ferrari hoodFuck niggas talk 'bout MC's on my hillsHip hop was dead and killer gave me the willBlack car fever got this nigga feeling illIt's the shop for a now nigga giving out deals(It's all about the Benjamen's baby)

I'm flying off Lennox, in the Bentley all crazyThe roof top as I am showing my ass,I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance

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[T.I.]I ain't gonna' lie I'm fucked up, Phil died and we all sadThe only one thing gonna get us by and that's the ball game,Then buy me a lonely crib 50 on the dog tag,Cracks on the deal that's twenty millAnd you thought I have gone mad, now I had to goneGrab the speeder at the red light,Blue florescent head light, you better get your bread right,You ain't a baller, you chase checks I check write, even when I got a dark outside I bet my neck bright

[Diddy]Hey ya hold up, pick a restaurant Chows or Chin ChinNow pick a car, which one I ain't been in,Pick a watch as long as the hand spinningPick an actress which one I ain't swim inThe yachts still on the deckRetirement plan I dropped it on her neckI'm still spending old money, Benjamen's remix 10 Year gold money motherfuckers

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[Birdman]500 on the Bentley, 50 g's on the Caddy, 100 gs on my bar'Cause we boat living largeDoing my thing with this uptown swangNigga get it how we live like money ain't a thingI be stunning on them things everytime you see meSwang everytime you see me hangBest believe I got that thing.Pop up at the club nigga show them hoes love'Cause they know we make it rain so they show us gangster love